Some guy tried to break into our house Monday evening at about 5:30pm. I was here when it happened - note: the ankle straps on the shoe redux held up just fine as I ran at the guy, yelling my head off (that is, before it dawned on me that he still had the open utility knife in his hand that he'd used to cut open the screen of our bedroom window; then I stopped). He ran off .We probably won't see him again. Still, I'm having a hard time sleeping through the night without jumping at noises and shadows. So Tuesday night/Wednesday morning I stayed up and arranged plum slices instead; I figured I may as well.